Bay of Flashing Darters

Leaning over sideways
to control both power and time
Flocking into clusters
brushing past the buoys
like galaxies swirling
spun by translucent kite-strings

Leaving tracers to catch a gaze
the stone mason
experiment invites
me and strangers to rest awhile
only at lowtide when the waves release
a rusted boxspring fence and
gives way to me, the barnacles
and the bay of flashing darters